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for crimes I did not commit, I have
borne wounds for the

Iniquities of Others


and now you,
who dared make me believe in exceptions
have proven rule
and become
my executioner

walked through fires
for you only
to have you turn away at the sight of my burns

you’d like to believe the lie
that because I am strong
I do not cry

when the truth of the matter is

it’s because you are not
that I weep

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  1. Jayne

    I hate when that happens. It’s just sad that believing in the best can lead to sadness and tears. I know that’s how life is sometimes but it still sucks – and not in a good way. You know though, on the other hand, you would be believing in the mediocre and mediocre is for people with no heart for a grand life. I send you a big hug for every tear. XO, Jayne

  2. The Suburban Domme

    you’d like to believe the lie
    that because I am strong
    I do not cry


    Can’t even find the words to express how deep in my bones those words reverberated.

      1. The Suburban Domme

        {{hugs}} Oh yeah…..I understand.

        Reading this, then the bronc busting analogy…..back to back ……has me wanting to send you a pair of my best cowboy boots with sharp rowel spurs attached.

        The best way to bust the bronc is grab the mane with both hands and let the spurs and fur fly.

        Beats tears flying…… hands down.


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